You must be dreaming or going out of your mind
There's no way of changing
The world over one night
Maybe you need to recover

From all the things you've been through
Maybe you need to discover
That it ain't much left to do
Ride, ride, ride the wings of tomorrow
Ride, ride, ride to change the world

You feel sorry for the nation of 1984
And it cuts you like a razor
'Cause you've seen it all before
You've seen one war after another